Serena
As we were walking back towards the penthouse, I struggled with deciding whether or not to say something to Drew. I mean, him withdrawing himself from our somewhat deep moment spoke volumes to me. He obviously didn't mean to lay that heaviness on me, and he definitely wasn't interested in having any more than a fling with me this week.
In all honestly, I'm a virgin. Sure I've let boys explore my body with their hungry hands, but i've never let anyone get any further than that. Even with all the drunk, forgotten nights I've never let my guard down. Ideally, my dream scenario of losing my v-card would include the cliche rented hotel room lit with candles and rose petals sprinkled all over the room. But, after meeting Drew that image has fled my mind. He makes me not care and let loose. When I think about sex with him, I don't care how it happens all I know is that I want it to happen. It's insane. We're on the same page referring to where we stand (friends with benefits), and I'm glad about that but deep down I'm scared. What happens if I get attached? I have to leave in a week for my job! I knew everything I was doing and would do was extremely risky, but it's like I was under a spell.
While my mind was wondering, I hadn't even noticed we had made it back to the penthouse. Drew stepped to the side with me, so that we wouldn't be in the way of all the bustling pedestrians. I could tell that the silent walk was able to lift the air between us, and I was relieved.
"Well, here we are. And you're back in one piece," Drew smiled at me teasingly.
"Very funny. I had fun, thank you for breakfast."
"Don't mention it, you can repay me tonight," he stepped closer to me and slightly touched my arm.
"Oh really? And what's tonight?"
"You'll see. I'll be back around seven sharp. Wear something comfy, but just as sexy as this dress.." he eyed me up and down, and it made me feel as though he was stripping me down right there. I tensed up as my brain began to process what was probably going to happen tonight. Drew waved and walked away and I was left feeling vulnerable and excited at the entrance to the penthouse apartment building.
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Drew
I took a subway back to my place and got ready to seal the deal with Serena. While we were walking back from breakfast this morning, I was able to snap out of my feelings and focus on what I really wanted to with Serena. All I wanted was a girl to have fun with. No strings, just a hot few days. So I decided to make advancements immediately, that way I could really realize that our moment earlier was just a mistake. I let down my walls by accident and it wasn't going to happen again.
I had planned to take her to one of my favorite spots in the city, the High Line. Despite it's name, I'd never been there under the influence or disrespected the spot. I appreciated it's serene views and for as long as I could remember I would always go there to clear my head and escape from reality and all things to do with society. I figured someone like Serena would appreciate it as well.
Before I headed back to her place I threw on a new outfit and styled my hair. I put on some navy blue khaki pants, fitted, and a black v-neck shirt that stopped at my forearms. I wore brown chukka's and put on some cologne. I walked out of my room and saw my brother John sitting at our kitchen table.
"Hey man."
"Hey."
"What's up, you look like you need a drink."
"That I do. I got laid off today."
I stopped in my tracks as confusion struck me.
"What happened?"

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Roman pour AdolescentsSerena Emerson is the daughter of millionaires, the younger sister to arguably the world's most handsome man, a dreamer, and most of all a fool for the love of Andrew Thompson. Andrew, on the contrary, is middle-class, an only-child, and almost inca...